it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Verse 2: Will Smith I wake up every
Livin' lovin', lovin' livin', it's all good I'm lovin' livin', it's all good Livin' lovin', lovin' livin', it's all good I'm lovin' livin', it's all good
, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Verse 2: Will Smith I wake up
Traduzione: Will Smith. E 'All Good.
I was dirt broke with no hope li'l skinny muthafucka wantin' dough I hated cutting suckers with my razor blade but everyday it's a struggle to get major paid Anyway it's
Me Shit But Keep A Close Snitch To Get Hitch Like Will Smith(So Uh) You Blowin My Ways And All The Things I Hate About You You Would Be Willing To Change
about six my pager's talkin' to me sayin' "shit the battery's low in this son of a bitch" yeah 15's pound like this 15's screamin' out bitch 15's bumpin
You shittin like stool pigeons That's my bitches, that's my riches, that's my niggas That's my yayyo, that's my scale That's my sale, that's my clientele
slow down We keep it all hood, cause that's how it's goin out Slide in this ma, go holla at ya dogs And have a good time, and head to the mall I'ma take
When she sees me will she know what I've been through? Will old times start to feelin' like new? When I get there will our love still feel so true? Yet all
it's) [Hook: x12] Marco Polo [Soulja Boy Tell'em:] I never been fake cause all the girls love Official's S.O.D cause all the girls love Initial's. I
When ya least expect it with the cold Smith and Wesson Have my bitch, set you up at the telly get you undressin' Then it's lights camera action my pistol's
get the crack on the street Tour over motherfucka let's get back on our feet Chorus 2x Verse 3: Un (whispering) Ay yo it's un bitch shhhhh it's un
, with a deft intelligence The highest professorship, my English etiquette compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
songs, yeah It's Donna, don't even panic hold ya'll like the Atlantic Pillage at your service clubs start to get nervous loose lips, it's like emptyin